Behind Closed Doors

The next morning, Hermione woke up to the intoxicating smell of Draco on her pillow. A smile crossed her lips before she even opened her eyes. Their first day as Head Boy and Head Girl had been far better than she could have ever imagined. She slowly opened her eyes and stretched. It was 6am. Breakfast was at 730am so she had plenty of time to shower and get dress as well as send a quick owl to Gabby to tell her about her wonderful evening with Draco. Gabby was the only person that would understand.

Flashback:
"So, what's his name?"
"What's whose name?"
"The guy you've been pining over. It isn't that Ron guy is it? Cuz it if it is, I'm sorry, Hun, but you can do so much better."
"No, it's not him, although everyone thinks that it is. This guy is one of those unattainable people. He's a pure blood that hates muggle borns."
"Oh Hermione, when will you learn. They may say that b/c their parents taught them that but they only thing that really drives them are their libido."
"Lib..what?"
"Sex drive, dear... This guy, he's good looking?"
"Gorgeous, sexy, smart, built...”
"This also means that he has every dimwit and halfwit with breasts throwing themselves at him. He wants an intellectual equal as well as a hottie. I already know you're a hottie but are you smart?"
"I'm the top in the school, he's #2 but, I'm not a hottie in his eyes. I'm just a bookworm 'Mudblood'."
"That's easy to fix. The right clothes, the new hair and the make-up, he wouldn't care if you were a Squib. You're gorgeous and his intellectual equal to boot."
“I don't know."
"Trust me. Stand your ground with him like you always do but do it in the 'right clothes' and instead of pissing him off, you'll turn him on."
"I guess I have nothing to lose...”
"Nope, you don't." Gabby smiled. "His name?"
"Draco...Draco Malfoy"
End of Flashback

Hermione rolled out of bed, gathered her robe and her toiletries and headed towards the bathroom. She undressed and stepped under the warm water, letting it cascade over her body. She sighed as she replayed the previous evening's events through her head yet again. He felt even better than she had ever imagined. His lips were so soft, his hands rough and calloused but gentle. Hermione was startled out of her daydream by a voice at the bathroom door.
"Don't be hogging all of the hot water, Granger." She could see his silhouette through the steamed glass which meant he could see her. Part of her brain said to cover herself, while part said, no, let him look. The second voice was stronger. He was wearing only a towel low around his hips. His hair was messy making his look even sexier, if that was possible.
Before she actually thought about what she was saying, Hermione turned to Draco, with a smirk, and “You can stop bitching and come in here and wash my back, Draco. Then we wouldn't be wasting water." She was only playing; she didn't think he would take her up on it. Draco slowly walked to the glass shower and opened the door. He looked at her, water glistening on her skin. It took his breath away. He tossed the towel aside and stepped in. Both of their hearts were pounding. Neither of them planned on this nor did they want it to stop. Draco took the puff from her hand and added more soap. After getting a good lather, he began to wash her back, ever so slowly. Then he moved down to her bum, then slowly moved down her legs, lingering where her legs meet. Hermione sighed softly. He pulled her against so her back was against his chest and began to wash her breasts. She moaned as he grazed her nipples with the puff. Finally, he soaped up his hands and discarded the puff, exploring the contours of her body with his hands. Hermione's breaths became shorter and shorter the closer his hands got to her most intimate place. She wanted to feel him touch her so badly but she was afraid that they wouldn't be able to stop. Draco gently pressed is lips against her ear, whispering to her ever so softly, "Hermione, do you like when I touch you?"
Her response, a breathy, "yes."
"Do you want more?" She can only nod. He positioned himself with his back against the wall and whispered an incantation. Additional shower heads appears, all angled towards them. The pressure of the water and the feel of his hands were driving Hermione mad. Draco gently slid his knee between her legs, lifting her leg as he braced his on the shower ledge. He slide his soapy fingers over her pussy, fondling her folds as he slide one finger then two fingers inside of her. Hermione's knees start to buckle. "I've got you, love..." He slowly began to gently pumps his fingers into her and play with her clit as her breathing became erratic. Her head was back against his shoulder, her eyes were closed, her hips were moving in time with his fingers as his erection rubbed against her ass, bring him closer to edge than he was expecting. Draco quickened his pace and she met him thrust for thrust as her pussy tightened around his fingers. She ground her ass into groin, sending him over the top as they both climaxed. He leans all of his weight against the wall for support, trying to catch his breath. He gently kissed her neck.
"Good morning, Hermione."
"Good Morning, Draco...” They smiled at each other not quite sure if they can move just yet. Finally, they regain their strength and began to actually wash each other and finally got ready for breakfast.
As they are about to leave their quarters, Draco stops Hermione in the common room. "Just remember, what happens here, stays here. Ok?"
"I know, Draco."
"It's important, Hermione, you know that, right?"
"Yes... I know...” She looks away...
Draco lifts her chin and kisses her on the lips. She smiled at him, feeling a bit more reassured.
When they arrived at the Great Hall, they went their separate ways, like nothing had happened, Hermione, to Gryffindor and Draco to Slytherin. Harry, Ginny and Ron were waiting for her.
"Mornin' Hermione. How was your first night as 'Head Girl'?" Hermione nearly chocked on the inside but outwardly kept her composure.
"Mornin' Ginny. It was blissfully uneventful, thank you very much. Besides the prefect meeting, it was pretty quiet.
"So how was Malfoy? Has he given you any problems yet? You know I'll take care of him if he does." Ron grumbles as he stuffs another pancake into his mouth.
"Thank you Ron, that's very thoughtful of you but Malfoy, has been fine so far. The Headmaster told us, in our owls, that despite our past differences, we must try to get along or at least be amicable in order to set a good example for the younger students. So far, Malfoy has actually taking heed and being...cooperative. Oh bollocks! Look at the time. We'd best go or we'll be late for potions. See you later, Ginny." With that, Hermione grabbed a piece of toast and rushed out of the Great Hall towards the dungeons with Ron and Harry dawdling behind her.
When she arrived at her potions class, Draco was already sitting with his cronies and her heart sank. Was he going to go back to his old ways? After this morning in the shower, she didn't know if her heart could take that.
"Oh look, the little Mudblood without her bodyguards." sneered Pansy. "What's wrong, Mudblood? Are you feeling lost and useless without the 'boy who lived'? Oh, that’s right, you are useless." All of the sudden, there was a loud bang on the desk as if books were slammed on it. It was Draco's hand, hitting the desk.
"Enough Pansy! Granger is still Head Girl. Are you trying to lose points for Slytherin on the first day of school? Nice!" Pansy stared at Malfoy in utter disbelief but said nothing. The look he gave her left no room for argument.

Professor Snape made his entrance as grandiose as ever.
"The lab partners that you will be assigned will be your partner for the rest of the year so you best find a way to get on. Weasley/Parkinson, Potter/Zabini, Granger/Malfoy..." by this time the class was in an uproar due to the partner changes. The only people that had no reaction were Draco and Hermione.
"Enough!! 10 points from Gryffindor and Slytherin for whining." The complaints lowered to a dull mumble. The class continues with no other incidents. Draco and Hermione focused on the task at hand, finished their potion and left while their classmates struggled. When they knew that they were clear of the dungeon, they could speak more freely, sort of. "When would you like to get together so we can complete the potions essay?"
"Are you free later this evening?"
"I think so, How about 9pm?"
"Sounds good."
The rest of the day was uneventful for Hermione. Classes were as expected; no one even noticed that she looked different. It figured. Oh well, she felt different, which was all that mattered. When classes ended, she had 2 hours to kill before dinner. She could've gone to hang out in the Gryffindor common room but what she really needed what the quiet and solitude of her new space. As she climbed the stairs to the Head Students' Quarters, she realized how tired she was. The previous evening and this morning with Draco were more emotionally draining than she ever imagined. All she wanted to do was to lie down for about 20 minutes and take a nap. As she reached the painting, a smiling Duke greeted her, "Fidelitas" the painting opened and she walked in. The common room was quiet and empty. Draco's door was closed. She couldn't tell if he was there or not. She dropped her book bag next to the table head towards her room. When she finally settled in for her nap, she fell asleep almost instantly. Her dreams were of her and Draco snuggling in bed together, talking, and laughter. She could almost feel the warmth of his breath on the nape of her neck. Hermione opened her eyes halfway. It took a few moments for her brain to register what she was seeing. There was an arm snuggly draped around her waist. She slowly turned her head to see Draco peacefully sleeping next to her, fully dressed, sans robe and shoes. He looked like a little boy when slept. Hair slightly mussed, lips pouting. She couldn't help but stare in admiration.

"Granger, how am I supposed to sleep with you staring at me?" He grumbled without opening his eyes.
"Sorry, you just look so cute when you sleep."
Draco snorts, "So do you, and now be quiet and go back to sleep."
"What about dinner?"
"Granger, Shhhh...The house elves will bring us something later...” He pulled her in closer to him and pulled the blanket up to cover them up to their ears. She smiled, held his hand and quietly fell back to sleep, happy to be in Draco's arms again.
A few hours later, Draco awoke with Hermione's head snuggled into his chest. He couldn't help but smile.
When he had returned from classes, everything was so quiet; he went into his room to read for a while before dinner. When he heard her come in, he thought she would check to see if he was there but she didn't. When he went to check on her, she was fast asleep, still in her uniform. He took her shoes off, and grabbed one of her extra blankets from the closet to cover her up. She looked so angelic lying there; he couldn't resist feeling her warmth against his body again. He slowly climbed to bed with her, snuggling close behind her. The smell of cinnamon and vanilla was intoxicating as he buried his face in her hair. As he pulls her closer, he could hear a sigh, almost a purr come from her. He settled in enjoying the feeling of Hermione in his arms for a little while longer. He stroked her cheek ever so gently to wake her. "Hermione, it's time wake up... Dinner time... Come on, Mia... wake up...” (Oops...she's still mostly asleep. Maybe she didn't catch that.) Her eyes fluttered open and smiled at him, still groggy and confused. "Come on, beautiful, we need to get something to eat before we start our homework. She nods, not quite awake yet. She finally sat up and looked at him, wiping the sleep out of her eyes.
"Hi...” She yawns.
"Hi... Are you ready for dinner?"
"What time is it?
"730pm, why?
"We missed dinner."
"No, I told you, the house elves took care of it. We have dinner in the icebox, ok?"
She nods and smiled. Hermione finally got up and headed toward the bathroom while Draco went to the kitchen.
With the flick of his wand, they had a beautiful table set for dinner, complete with glasses. The house elves had left them Roast Beef with Whipped Potatoes and Butter, Sautéed Green Beans and Carrots and Chocolate Pie for dessert along with a pitcher of pumpkin juice. There was a roaring fire in the fireplace that gave the room a warm golden glow. When Hermione walked into the common room she was speechless.
"Draco, it’s beautiful. You did all of this? But why?"
He smile as he walked towards her; he takes her hand and leads her to the table. She sits down as he kneels in front of her.
"Hermione, you deserve more than just 'behind closed doors', but right now, we can't do that. All I can do is make our time together as precious and special as I can until we can be out in the open for everyone to see. Does that make sense?"
Her eyes were filled with tears; she merely nodded and kissed his hands.
"Ok, Beautiful, I don't know about you but I'm starving. Let's eat." She started to laugh
"Definitely... Give me those potatoes...”
They ate dinner and chatted about their day. They discussed the potions report that they needed to write this evening and the Transfiguration homework that was due on Wednesday. They decided to save dessert for later and get started on their homework now since their short nap turned into more of an extended power nap which diminished their study time. Draco cleaned off the table and set up their study area. Hermione changed out of her uniform into more comfortable study attire. Yoga pants, a zip up hoodie and a strappy tank sans bra. When she returned with some additional books, Draco was in his room changing into more comfortable clothes as well. He returned in green workout pants with a silver stripe down the leg, a white wife beat and a black hoodie. They each settled in to start their homework, not saying much to each other for about 2 hours straight.
When Hermione finished her homework, she began to pack up her books; Draco looked at her confused. "You're going to bed?"
"No, I was just packing my bag for morning. I was going to read for a little while. Why?"
He looked at her, kind of sheepishly at first. "Why don't you come and read with me in my room?" She looked at him, inquisitively. She had never been in his room before. He looked at her, trying to hide his eagerness, awaiting her answer.
"Ok, let me put these away and I will be right there." Draco smiled to himself and quickly packed up his homework and headed towards his room.
When Hermione walked into Draco's room, she couldn't help but feel slightly intimidated. It was similar to hers but with Slytherin colors everywhere. He could see the apprehension on her face as she froze slightly in the doorway. Taking her hands, Draco led her to the four poster bed and helped her onto it, climbing up after her. The snuggled together, both reading muggle books, content in each other's company. Every now and again, Draco would kiss Hermione's head or let his hand drift to her smooth, flat stomach, stroking it gently. He couldn't believe that he was lying here with her like this. If someone had told him this just 6 months earlier, he would have told them that they were loony.

Flashback:
Gabby and Hermione arrive at Club LaFayette and the music was booming. They headed straight for the bar. With drinks in hand, they made their way to a spot overlooking the dance floor. There were good looking guys everywhere. They chatted until 2 gorgeous men interrupted their conversation. The tall blond took Hermione's hand and led her onto the dance floor. They danced for quite a while, really close, she could feel his breath on her ear. "You're very beautiful. What's your name?"
"Thank you. Hermione... My name is Hermione."
"Such a big name for such a petite woman... It doesn't suit you." She looked at him, confused. All of her life, she has thought that her name didn't suit her but what can you do about it. And he called her a 'woman' that was kind of surreal. "Would you like to go out on the deck with me to get some air?" She agreed and makes eye contact with Gabby to let her know where she was going. When they got outside, it was easier to talk.
"I'm Drake Murphy. Sorry I didn't introduce myself earlier."
"It's nice to meet me you, Drake. I'm Hermione Granger."
"Yes, like I said before. That name, it doesn't suit you. I picture a very conservative bookish girl when I hear that name. Not the vivacious beauty that's standing in front of me." Hermione fidgeted nervously at that comment. "Mia... you look more like a Mia to me." She smiled... "Now, Mia Granger, I've wanted to feel those beautiful lips against mine since the moment I saw you." He slide his hands up the back of her neck, massaging the back of her head as he kissed her ever so softly on the lips. At first, she was nervous, and then she relaxed into his arms, letting him hold her, tenderly. She felt his hands exploring her body without overstepping his bounds. He broke the kiss and looked at her. "So, beautiful. Would you be interested in going some place a bit quieter with me?"
"Where did you have in mind?"
"My cousin and I have a hotel suite not far from here. We all can go and hang out there for a while."
"Yes, I'd like that... Let's go get Gabby. What's your cousin's name?" She took his hand as they headed back inside to find their companions.
"Mike."
The four of them ended up at Drake and Mike's suite talking and drinking until the wee hours of the morning. When the girls were ready to leave Drake took Hermione aside. "I don't mean to be forward but do you have plans tomorrow?"
"Not that I'm aware of. Why?"
"Would you like to spend the day with me?"
"I'd really like that." He smiled and kissed her deeply.
"Until tomorrow, then."
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"Draco, why didn't you tell her your real name and what's up with the glamour? It wasn't even a very good one."
"Because she goes to my school."
"So... wouldn't that guarantee you have a bedmate for the next couple days? Hell, maybe longer..."
"Normally, yes, with her, no way."
"So you're gonna lie to her."
"Well sort of. I'm just not gonna tell her the whole truth."
"Yeah, like your name." Mike rolls his eyes.
"There's history there...and not good history."
"So why are you bothering?"
"Did you see her? She's bloody hot! And she's smart too."
"So..."
"So it’s worth the risk...”
"Just for shag?"
Draco shrugs and looks away, staring at a spot that only he could see, "Maybe more, Mike. Maybe more."
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"So?"
"So what?"
"Is he a good kisser?"
"Yes, he is... He even..."
"Resembles that Draco guy."
"Yeah...”
"Then go for it."
"What?"
"There's an old American Song that says, "If you can't be with the one you love... the one you're with."
"That's terrible."
"Why? Because you like Drake, b/c you and Draco have a history of animosity. Because Drake is gorgeous and wants to snog you as often as possible."
"Ok, ok... Hey Gabby...He calls me Mia? Does that suit me?
Yes, very much so. I like it a lot. You're definitely more Mia, than the old Hermione now."
"Thanks to you, Gabby, thanks to you."
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Drake and Mia became inseparable. They shared a brief yet intense relationship that changed both of them forever. Drake made Mia felt beautiful and loved. Mia made Drake feel truly loved for the first time in his life. When they parted, they both knew that they may never see each other again but it didn't matter. They would forever hold a special place in each other's hearts.
End of Flashback:

Draco places his book on the bedside table and slowly took Hermione's book away from her.
"Hey!" Was all she was able to say before her mouth was captured by his in a deep and passionate kiss? She moaned as his soft tongue caressed hers and his agile hands removed her hoodie. Her breasts were pressed against his chest and she could feel him stroking the sides of her breasts ever so softly. She removed his hoodie; sliding her hands under his shirt, slowly sliding it over his head and tossing it aside... He moaned at the feeling of her soft hands on his skin... This time, he didn't want to stop. He removed her tank as his kisses traveled down her neck and his mouth settled on her right nipple. Hermione gasped in pleasure and surprise. It felt so new, warm and amazing. All she could do was run her fingers through his hair and encourage him with her sighs and moans. Draco's attention moved to her left nipple as he gently fondled the right. He could feel his erection growing exponentially every time she moaned. He slide up her body and whispered in her ear. "If this is too much, just tell me and we can stop, ok?"
Hermione's hand snaked inside of his pants, squeezing his bum firmly and looking into his eyes with the look of lust as she pushed them down as far as she could reach. The look said everything. Draco's lips began to devour Hermione's again as he slowly removed her yoga pants while she pushed his pants off with her feet. She wasn't wearing any knickers. He presses his lips to her ear. "You're not wearing any skivvies, Granger." She started to blush. "Did you do that for me?" She nodded. Draco began to fondle her moist folds as soft moans escape her lips. "You're so wet, I love how wet you get for me. I barely have to touch you. Do you like when I touch you like this?" Her eyes were closed; her mouth slightly open.
"Oh Merlin Yes..." Draco slides down her body, settling between her legs, kissing her inner thighs. He begins to lick her clit as his fingers slowly pump in and out of her pussy. She whimpered as she moaned his name over and over again. "Draco, yes..." Hermione's eyes closed tight, her breath was ragged as Draco concentrated all of his efforts on her delicious pussy... She ran her fingers through his soft blond hair. So soft, it tickled her wrists.
"Gods, I can't get enough of you, Hermione." Draco crawled up her body; she could feel his hot cock against her wetness. She could taste herself on his lips and tongue. "I love tasting you on my lips and tongue. So sweet, so sexy...” The more he spoke, the more she rocked her hips to feel his cock graze against her pussy... She wanted him so badly, her body was on fire.
She took his face in her hands, "Draco, I need you...please..."
Draco looked deep into her eyes, kissing her gently. "Hermione, is this your first time?" She nodded, yes. His heart nearly jumped out of his chest. She wanted her first time to be with him. "Hermione, are you sure you're ready for this?" She ran her hands up his back to the nape of his neck, then into his hair. Slowly, she pulled his mouth towards hers. She kissed him with all of the love and desire that was coursing thru her body. She knew what she wanted.
"Draco, please...make love to me." Her eyes filled with need, lust and desire. There was more but Draco was afraid to hope for more. He positioned his cock right at her pussy entrance; their kiss deepened as he entered her slowly. They both moaned, holding each other even more tightly as his slide in to the hilt. Tears trickled down Hermione's cheeks. All of her dreams were coming true. She didn't care how long it would last. Right here, right now; he was hers and she was his. She deepened her kiss as she ran her fingers through his beautiful flaxen hair. With each thrust, she could feel herself losing control. She was giving herself to him completely, consequences be damned. Draco, saw her tears, his heart jumped into his mouth.
"Are you ok, love?" She nods, yes. "Am I hurting you?" She shakes her head, no. "Are you sure?" She nodded yes. "Then why the tears?" Hermione's heart started to pound even fast.
"Happy..."
"These are happy tears?" as he wipes them gently with the back of his hand. She nods, yes. He smiles at her, kissing her softly on the forehead. Draco's hands begin to run over her body. "So beautiful, Gods, you are so beautiful, Hermione." His thrusts were slow and gentle; he didn't want to hurt her. He could feel her tightening around him, her hips moving with him. She felt so good. He increased his thrusts; he could hear her breathing becoming shallower as she tightened around him. "Do you like this, my sweet?"
"Yes, oh Gods, Yes...More, Draco...Please"
His thrusts become deeper as Hermione dug her nails into his bum. Draco hisses with pleasure. This may be her first time but damn, she knows just what he likes. He kissed down her neck, taking her left nipple into his mouth. She moaned, running her fingers thru his hair, arching into his mouth.
Draco rolled over, positioning her on top of him. She looked at him, wide-eyed at first. “Hermione, I wanna watch you ride cock."
She looked at him, sheepishly, her head down, blushing, she couldn't look at him. "Draco, I... don't know what to do..."
"It's ok, lover…I'll help you. Your body will know how to do the rest. I promise you'll like it. Just relax and look into my eyes." He rocking is hips as he spoke to her. Her breathing becoming more and more labored. She began to rock her hips with his, the feeling his stiff cock inside of her was intoxicating. She was starting to understand and really enjoy how he felt. Her eyes were locked with Draco's as she experimented with angles and tempos. Hermione's head fell back and her mouth hung open as she found the perfect spot. Draco was drinking in the vision of her as she discovered this pleasure. She was glistening with sweat, her breathing was erratic. She was so close. Draco began to massage her clit as he changed the tilt of his hips ever so slightly. That did it. Hermione's orgasm crashed over her body. Wave after wave of pleasure washed over her as she screamed his name. Every time she thought her orgasm was over, it would start again. Draco knew exactly how to prolong her pleasure. He was being just a little selfish, watching Hermione come was like a drug he couldn't get enough of so her orgasms were just as much for him as they were for her. As her final orgasm overtook her body, Draco couldn't hold back any longer. He came deep inside of her, letting out a loud primal growl, holding her hips as he thrust his cock as deep inside of her as he could. Hermione collapsed into his arms, both of them trying to catch their breath. Draco gently stroked her hair, holding her so tenderly. He couldn't believe that they had just made love. She was in his arms; he smelled her hair, cinnamon and vanilla. The smell of sex permeated the room. His cock was still buried inside of her. He couldn't believe this was real. Draco stroked her cheek, ever so softly. She lifted her head and looked into his eyes, hers still glassy with desire and afterglow... He thought his heart would burst. He never thought that she would ever look at him that way.
Hermione's mind was racing. 'What did this mean? Is this a one time deal?' 'Did she just make a big mistake?' She continued into look into his eyes for a moment. Then she pushed her fear where she couldn't feel it... She kissed him with all of the love and passion that she had for him for as long as she could remember. She couldn't put words to it. Right now, words would ruin all of this. His hands explored her body as his kiss deepened even more.
Draco didn't want this to end. She was perfection and for now, she was his. His lips began to nibble her neck. Moans escape her lips as his hands begin to fondle her breasts. He can feel his cock hardening again. He pressed his lips against her ear. "Are you ok?" She nodded. "Do you want to keep going?" She nodded, eyes sparkling brightly. "Do you want to try…doggie style?" He knew this was a long shot, this was her first time but he thought he'd take a chance. The worst she could say is no. He could feel her whole body stiffen slightly. He turned her face towards him for her answer. At first, she looked a bit apprehensive but then she smiled at him and nodded, yes. "Are you sure?" She nodded, leaned down kissing him deeply, as she tightened around him and began to rock her hips. Draco moaned as he gently ran his hands over her bum, caressing it. She moved to his left side, lying on her stomach. She could feel Draco's weight against her back as he spread her legs with his knees. He reached to the head of the bed and grabbed a small pillow, positioning it under her hips. Hermione could hear him take something out of the bedside table. She could feel his cock against her pussy again. Her breathing becomes ragged with anticipation. His voice was deeper now, laden with lust..."Are you ready, beautiful?" as he teased her with his cock...
"Yes... Please...don't tease..."
"But you like it when I tease you..."
She shook her head no...
"Yes, you do, Granger..." With that, he slides his cock inside of her all the way to the hilt, making her moan and tremble, tightening around him... Just as she started to rock against him, he pulled out of her. Hermione whimpered in frustration. He stroked her hair, kissing her ear. "What, Granger? Do you want more? Does my angel want more?"
Her voice shaky," Yes...dammit...Malfoy..."
"Ok, lover, ok..." Draco slide deep inside of her as he reached between her legs. With the flick of a switch, he pressed the fingertip vibrator against her clit as her fucked her. (He so loved finding useful muggle gadgets.) Her body started to convulse instantly as he continued the assault on her pussy and her clit. She was thrusting against him, as hard as she could.
"Harder, fuck me Harder, Draco...” He loved that her inhibitions were gone. She was so raw and sensual. His thrusts became harder and faster as he turned up the vibrator. Hermione began to scream as her body began to convulse. Her pussy milked his cock so tightly that he couldn't hold back anymore. As Hermione orgasm hit a fevered pitch, Draco felt his balls tighten and he exploded inside of her again... He could barely see and his muscles were shaking. Slowly, he lowered himself onto her, his lips against her ear.
"My beautiful girl." he lowered his voice even more; barely above a whisper, "I love fucking my sweet girl." She heard him but she didn't respond. She merely took his hand in hers, holding it tight to her body.
They lie there motionless for quite some time. Both lost in their own thoughts. Slowly, they moved, snuggling together; quickly falling fast asleep in each others arms.